"You lied to me."
His eyes go wide first, then turn into slivers of confusion.
"I don't understand, when did I-"
"You told me you weren't reckless."
I cut him off and smirk. I watch his confusion fade into a lopsided grin, and catch myself giggling at his innocent charm.
Stupid girl, the voice in my head hisses, what are you, some foolish elfling?
No. No I'm not. I am a proud Silvan elf, Captain of the Guard and an adopted daughter to the King. Yet here I am, smiling and giggling - flirting even - with a dwarf prince. My mind is a spinning chaos, taking a moment to argue with my heart before snapping back to the events at hand.
He loves me.
Or, at least, he wants me to love him?
But surely it was all just the effects of the Morgul arrow. For all I know, he simply mistook me for his love from home, the sickening effects of the poison turning me from a Mirkwood elf into a dwarf girl of the Blue Mountains.
But maybe it is me he loves...
A sudden roar jolts me out of my thoughts. I rush to the window as the floorboards shake beneath me.
Smaug.
Author's note:
Hey, I hope you like it so far! I know this first chapter is short, but there are lots more chapters to come! I promise...this story is gonna be really long. Reviews and comments are greatly appreciated (if they're POLITE) and I'll try to respond to you :)